Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is going to HyperPoke you.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A handful of tumeric powder
A half-mouse
A Comically Oversized Plastic Toad
A Box of One Dozen Mixed Doughnuts
A set of allen wrenches
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and thou
A Hindenburg-class Airship
A lock of Vladimir Lenin's Hair, with certificate of authenticity
A Sterile Neutrino
A Pile of Mixed Hair from a Barbershop

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